My Soul to Keep
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And frankly, I was proud of myself for remembering to expect the unexpecteda good rule of thumb when traveling to the Netherworld.
Well, that, and expect to be eaten by everything
Alec only shrugged. The only other thing I can tell you is this He leaned forward, peering at me earnestly through Emmas eyes, her pouty lips pressed into a firm, pink line. Youre going to cross over into a big celebration. The biggest event Ive seen in my time here. The place will be crawling with Netherworlders.
And your point is Though, by then, I was pretty sure I already knew.
I know youre going to be tempted to bring backup. Someone older and wiser, maybe?
My father, of course. I hadnt actually decided to bring him in yet, but Ill admit I was considering it. He knew much more about the Netherworld than I did, and Nashs life was on the line.
When I refused to answer, Alec continued. Kaylee, you may be able to cross back into your world with nothing more than a thought
Yeah, like its that easy!
but if you bring anyone who cant cross over on his own, hes as good as dead. You know that, right?
My stomach flipped and twisted at the thought of getting separated from my father in the Netherworld. If that happened, hed never make it out.
And trying to get more than two of us out at a time will slow you down enough to get us all killed. Do you understand? Its not just your life on the line here. Not just mine or Nashs, either. If you bring help, youre as good as slitting his throat. Though I can promise you his actual death will be neither that quick nor painless.
I swallowed the sudden need to vomit and nodded. He was right. But I didnt like it.
The growl of an engine outside broke through the excruciating silence Alecs last words had woven. Ms. Marshall was home.
But Emma was not.
I spun in the chair, as if I could see through all the walls between me and the driveway. My heart raced, and I turned back to Alec. You have to go. Now.
He shook her head and stood, foreign panic playing behind Emmas eyes. We have to make plans. Were only going to get one chance, and we cant afford to mess it up.
I know. But not now. I glanced toward the hall again as a key turned in the front door. I need some time to get rid of her mother. And talk to Tod.
As badly as I wanted to save Nash, I was not just going to jump into the Netherworld with someone Id never metsomeone whose humanity I couldnt even confirmwithout proof that Nash was actually missing.
And I definitely wasnt going to do it without backup. Tod could get himself out, and he could take someone with him, if necessary. And if this whole thing turned out to be a trapan attempt by Avari to regain the soulthat got awayI wanted someone I mostly trusted in my corner.
How long? Alec asked as the front door swung open across the house.
Shhhh I hissed, my pulse racing. Then, Two hours. Can you do that, with the time difference?
Emma nodded. I think so.
As loath as I was to subject Emma to another possession, I saw no other choice. Fine. Now go!
Alec frowned. Then Emmas eyes closed, and she fell over backward on the bed.
Em, are you home? Ms. Marshall called, her heels clacking down the hall toward us.
Mmm? Emmas eyes fluttered and she rolled over, one hand rising automatically to run through her hair.
Were back here! I crossed the room and sank onto the bed next to Emma. We fell asleep watching a movie.
Ms. Marshall appeared in the doorway, leaning against the frame with one high-heeled foot crossed over the other, the empty ice cream carton in one hand. She lifted the carton and glanced at the DVD case on Emmas dresser. Wild night?
You have no idea.
19
TOD! I WHISPERED as I slammed the car door shut, glancing frantically around the dark concrete maze at mostly empty parking spaces. The chances of the reaper being in the parking garage were slim to none, but honestly, Tod was hardly ever where I expected to find him.
When he didnt answer, I clicked the automatic lock on my rented key bauble and headed for the entrance, wishing Id thought to change clothes before I left Emmas. But since I hadnt, my walk across the dank parking garage was accented by the clunking of my wedge heels against the concrete and the flash of my shiny blouse in the dim industrial lights overhead.
When the glass door closed behind me with a soft air-sucking sound, I glanced around the empty, sterile hallway, desperate for a glimpse of the reaper Nash and I usually couldnt get rid of. Tod! Get your invisible butt down here! Or up here, or over here, or whichever way hed have to travel to get to me.
Regrettably, superhearing was not among a reapers many awesome abilities, so Id have to be within normal hearing range to catch his attention. And since I couldnt see himhe considered corporeality at work to be unprofessional, though evidently shouting at the patients to hurry up and die! didnt offend his delicate moral fiberputting myself within that hearing range could prove quite a challenge.
When he didnt show up in the back hallway, I race-walked down the corridor and around the corner, then through the swinging double doors into the emergency room, where Tod spent most of his working hours. If I didnt find him there, I was screwed, because there was no way a teenage girl would go unnoticed wandering around the intensive care unit by herself in the middle of the night.